i am a well of exhaustionMature

I am a well of exhaustion - 

are you restless, are you awake when every atom
in your body wants to rest, wants to sink into sleep
like a pair of lovers arms?  

Drink from me.

I am stronger than the bourbon your mother
used to drink secretly from the drawer beside her bed.
I will outlast the sleeping pills you got from the pharmacy,
I will hold you tightly in sleep when every other nepenthe
has faded and left you in the light, in the consciousness
that neither of us want.

The End

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